i want to be on the rooftop on a gloomy day where the breezes of the wind will hit my wound as i slit my wrist on the rooftop...
it'll be a very beautiful day...
strong winds will blow my hair...
the pain on my wrist will not feel painful anymore...
as the rain started to drop, i'll spread my 'invisible' wings...
i'll fly away from here...from you...from reality...from the pain in my heart...
goodbye...
and i'll fall gracefully as it ends with a loud thud!
